The leader of Taixuan Sect and other inner sects were more or less frightened. They still remember how a group of them used a bunch of treasures to exchange for seedlings in Qingyou Hall to voluntarily cut off the fate between him and Xu Fuxue on the earth.

Especially the leader of Taixuan Sect, his private warehouse was almost moved.

Now Xu Fuxue’s intention is to hire a partner and choose Miao Congshu to be a Taoist partner?

He is crazy?!

The leader of Taixuan Sect looked at Jing Wanhao and asked, "Are he stimulated?"

Jingwanha: "It's very exciting."

He was also deeply shocked, thinking that Xu Fuxue should have a firm mind and grow up when he was betrayed by Wen Jincheng. Unexpectedly, he fell into a more paranoid mystery. He seemed normal, but in fact he was extreme.

The sect leader of Taixuan Sect retreated the others and left Xu Fuxue to talk to him alone. I don’t know what Xu Fuxue said to him, but the sect leader of Taixuan Sect finally sighed and agreed to Xu Fuxue’s request in the face of the whiteness of the sky.

**

Wu Yaoli came out of the courtyard of Deng Qizhi, and the disciples of Wanfa Taoist Sect surrounded him and asked, "Uncle Wu, when will we go back to Wanfa Taoist Sect?", "There is plenty of spiritual energy everywhere, and I feel like I am about to break through.", "Uncle Wu, have you ever seen fellow Taoist Miao?", "Uncle Wu, what's the matter with you?"

...

"Uncle Martial Artsman, what are you holding in your hand?"

Hearing this, everyone looked at the gold-plated booklet in Wu Yaoli's hand and couldn't help but be curious.

Wu Yaoli's tone was heavy: "Challenge."

Everyone: "?"

Wu Yaoli sighed in his heart, not knowing what Deng Qizhi was thinking. He broke up two hundred years ago and failed to seek reunion. Fellow Miao also had new people around him, so why should he force him to let go?

He couldn't understand Deng Qizhi's idea after thinking about it. Wu Yaoli met a person from Hehuan Sect on his way back to his residence. So he stepped forward to say hello and happened to see Jing Wanhu in the crowd of Hehuan Sect.

Wu Yaoli bowed and greeted him: "Fellow Daoist Jing, fellow Taoists."

The people of Hehuan Sect were familiar with Wu Yaoli. After all, this was a warrior who dared to pursue the sect leader, and they all returned the gifts.

Jing Wanhu also heard that Wu Yaoli of Wanfa Taoist Sect was pursuing his mother. He didn't pay much attention before, but now he ran into each other face to find out clearly. His appearance, root and bone cultivation and sect background are both top-notch, and he can be said to be promising and can barely deserve Jingzhaibai.

Thinking of this, Jing Wanhu calmed down his face and occasionally replied to Wu Yaoli's question.

Jing Wanhu glanced at the gold-burning list in his hand, thinking about Xu Fuxue's request just now, and couldn't help but blurt out: "Whether the martial arts fellow is holding is the gift list for hiring a Taoist couple?"

Wu Yaoli was surprised: "How do you know?"

"..." Jing Wanhu: "Do you want to marry Sect Master Jing?"

Wu Yaoli: "No." He was very much looking forward to it, but the progress of reality was too slow. "This is a gift list prepared for Uncle Dengshi to marry a Taoist couple."

Jing Wanha: "Dongting Dragon Lord?"

Wu Yaoli should be so, Jing Wanhu congratulated him, and then fell into silence. After a while, they talked about other topics, but both sides were obviously absent-minded.

A troubled uncle from his master turned around and wanted to marry a good brother who already had a new partner. The new partner of the good brother is still very cruel.

At this moment, he was worried that Uncle Lengshi would be heartbroken at midnight and heavy rain would fall, while he was worried that his good brothers would suddenly become angry and killed Dongting Dragon Lord without saying a word. Choosing one of them is the road to hell anyway.

Another one is worried about the reputation of Taixuan Sect. After all, Miao Congshu is Xu Fuxue's "father" in the world, and has spread throughout the sect, including Fuyun City.

**

Yu Fuli spent two days to refine the Phoenix Spirit Bone and the Vermilion Bird Spirit Bone into a top-grade artifact with the coexistence of defense and attack, and then spent a day running to the depths of the Taixuan Mountains to deal with the thunder tribulation.

Yes, that's right.

Heavenly Dao favors Yu Fuli and treats Yu Fuli so well. No matter how high the grade is, no matter how low the grade is, you don’t have to go through the thunder tribulation. Only Yu Fuli refines the weapon, no matter how low the grade is, you have to take the opportunity to make small moves.

Although it is produced by Yu Fuli, it must be a fine product.

During the three days, Miao Congshu lived a relaxed and happy life. He visited Fuyun City, and every day he went to the venue to visit and watch various acrobatics such as folk arts and rap. In just a few days, the performance practitioners there knew him, and when they met, they respectfully shouted "Master Miao".

That night, Miao Congshu slept soundly and suddenly felt breathing poorly, as if someone was murdering him with a pillow. He was so angry that he refused to wake up until the air in his lungs was really out of air.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw Yu Fuli with a black face, and his mouth and nose were covered by him.

Miao Congshu was deeply shocked: "Are you finally tired of me planning to suffocate me and then look for a new love?" He complained: "I am no longer your beloved little baby."

Yu Fuli turned over to the bed, picked up his clothes and reached into it, and then sealed Miao Congshu's mouth without saying a word.

To be honest, Miao Congshu loved his excellent character of hard work. The process did not swear, nor did he speak, but just worked hard. When the rain was poured out, he slightly relieved the heat and thirst, he became warm and tender.

Afterwards, Miao Congshu was wet with his hair and lay on Yu Fuli, and his index finger was playing around his long hair.

Yu Fuli touched Miao Congshu Guang's naked back, his eyes were empty and he had no choice but to do it. He took out the magical artifact and put it on Miao Congshu's neck and ankles.

Miao Congshu looked down and saw that his neck was a clear white jade collar, and his ankle was covered with the same leg ring. He carved many ban talisman arrays that he could not understand at all. After touching it, it was very gentle and comfortable to buy, but it felt very ordinary, like a cheap jade collar sold by roadside vendors.

"Old Yu, what conflicts do you have with the Heavenly Dao? King Suzaku and the gods who look the same as you in the underground palace, let's talk about them together."

"Hmm?" Yu Fuli was able to touch it, and his palm suddenly fell to empty, so he pressed Miao Congshu down and continued to touch him with purity. "The way of heaven wants to kill me, but I want to kill him too."

He concluded: "There is a revenge."

Miao Congshu: "Why make enemies?"

Yu Fuli: "Forgot."

Miao Congshu rubbed upwards, blew in his ear, and said in a faint voice: "Did you forget it, or don't want to say it?" His naked right leg slowly rubbed, hooked up, teasing Yu Fuli.

This is the knowledge learned after lingering in Wasi's major casinos for three days. Finally, it is time to put what you have learned into practice. No one can control the custody.

Yu Fuli had no place, and his empty eyes slowly set on Miao Congshu, who returned with innocent eyes.

"The reason for the initial enemy was Suzaku, the god who looked the same as me in the underground palace... I can't remember it very clearly, it's a long time. I should be able to remember it when I kill the Heavenly Dao, and I will tell you later."

Miao Congshu stopped, and the curious little flame was ruthlessly extinguished.

He was indifferent to his mood, and he pulled open his hands on his back, stepped over Yu Fuli and was about to get out of bed to take a shower. His whole body was also uncomfortable. As soon as his toes touched the ground, one hand crossed his abdomen, he took him back.

After the sky turned dizzy, Miao Congshu was pressed down. He looked up and saw the small flame in Yu Fuli's eyes and couldn't help but shrank.

"Old depression, even if you want to hurt your body."

"It's okay. Let's practice dual cultivation."

The indescribable movement lasted from the moon to the sunrise until the hour of the afternoon, when the sunset spread across the floating cloud city, with an orange-red light everywhere.

When the waiter in the restaurant came to deliver the meal, he sent an invitation by the way, saying that Taixuan Sect would hold another banquet for all the monks in Fuyun City to participate in the grand event of their young sect leader's recognition of his ancestors and his advancement to the realm of divine division.

When the waiter left, he said specifically: "The practitioners of Taixuan Sect specifically reminded you to attend the banquet, because they will announce a good news about you."

Miao Congshu asked: "What good news?"

The waiter: "I don't know. But it must be a good thing for the big sect."

Yu Fuli took the invitation and opened it to see it. The content was written in a proper manner and could not see any information.

"It has something to do with you?"

Miao Congshu thought: "Maybe he discovered his conscience and was willing to recognize me as his father. Lao Yu, you are going to be a father."

Yu Fuli put together the invitation and placed it on the table next to him.

Miao Congshujian's invitation was intact, but he was a little surprised: "You really want to go?" There were so many people present at the banquet, so wasn't Yu Fuli a very annoying place?

Yu Fuli: "Since it's good news, it's okay to go there."

Miao Congshu thought that there would be no good banquet, so it would be a Hongmen banquet. But Yu Fuli wanted to go, so he should go.

Anyway, Taixuan Sect can't take advantage of him.

..

The invitation from Taixuan Sect was delivered to the hands of many monks in Fuyun City within one day. Most of them had just come out of the dangerous secret realm. It was the transitional stage from tense nerves to relaxation. It happened that a banquet that pleased the body and mind, and was easily served, so they were naturally willing to attend.

Some people who were originally preparing to leave decided to stay for another two days after receiving the invitation.

Among them were the Donghuang and Penglai Immortal Sect, who were repeatedly persuaded by Taixuan Sect to stay, and they agreed to attend the banquet.

The banquet was held in full swing, and the Taixuan Sect and Fuyun City were filled with a lively and joyful atmosphere, and the noise and joy of the New Year on the Great Mansion were clamoring for the Chinese New Year. The spiritual weapons flying in the sky, the monks and pedestrians underground were crowded with people, and the unprecedented grand occasion was even more prosperous than the banquet a few months ago.

Perhaps it was the revival of spiritual energy, and the aura of the nouveau riche was particularly strong.

Miao Congshu and Yu Fuli went to Taixuan Sect together. On the way, Yu Fuli seemed to have something to do, so he told him to leave first. As soon as Yu Fuli left, the black falcon quickly rolled down, almost knocking Miao Congshu to blood.

Miao Congshu buried his face into the furry chest of the black falcon, took a deep breath, and was intoxicated. After sucking the falcon, each person and the falcon squatted in the white jade boat and happily gnawed the spicy dried fish and spicy duck heads.

When I passed by Huike Peak, I met everyone from Wanfadao Sect. The opposite side was eating sauce and roasting pig's trotters. The skin was thick, the tendons were many, and the gelatin was heavy. The cooking was fat but not greasy, and it tasted particularly delicious.

The two sides looked at each other and quickly reached a friendly and harmonious exchange, sharing the secret food they brought.

Miao Congshu: "The pig's trotters are delicious and chewy, where did you buy them?"

Wanfadao Gate: "A farmer bought it from outside the city. They have a unique secret recipe. They only make one hundred pig trotters every day, and they have to close the door to rest every month. My brother and sister went out together, and lined up from night until they opened in the morning to buy eighty pig trotters."

Miao Congshu feels sincerely admiration for this love and persistence of food.

Wanfadao Sect ate his spicy dried fish and was shocked: "Where did you buy it?"

Miao Cong was proud of her: "The fish caught by my Taoist couple is made by themselves, but others can't eat it."

Everyone in the Wanfa Dao Sect choked.

When the dog choked to death, no Taoist couple was innocent.
To be continued...